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122. Misha’s Lost Family
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2025-08-09 18:01:12I didn’t expect to enjoy walking around the observatory, but the place had grown on me. It was tucked near the back of the estate, just past the greenhouse, quiet and half-forgotten, except for the staff who kept the exotic plants alive. The glass ceiling let in warm late-afternoon sunlight, casting long shadows from the spindly vines and wide-leafed plants that looked like they belonged in some ancient jungle.
Vincent walked beside me, hands folded loosely behind his back. He looked better today, less pale and a little steadier. The walk wasn’t rushed. Neither of us were in a hurry.“These plants were all my son’s doing,” he said, glancing around. “He was obsessed with rare flora. Used to smuggle seeds from countries I wasn’t even aware existed.”I raised an eyebrow. “Illegally?”“Mostly,” he admitted, tone dry. “But he was careful about it. Did his homework. Even got a few species named after him, under a fake identity of course.”I gav
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Renaldi led us out of the greenhouse, the damp warmth giving way to the cooler air of the corridor. Vincent walked beside me, not speaking, but his glance every few steps told me he was filing this moment away, the way he did with everything.My pulse felt loud in my ears, each step heavier than the last. What could my mother possibly want?We turned into one of the many living rooms. Camille Redmond was there, standing near one of the tall windows, hands clasped tightly in front of her. Her eyes found mine instantly, and they shimmered. She took a step forward.“Lorraine,” she moved like she meant to pull me into her arms.I stopped on my track. The movement was small, barely more than a hesitation, but it was enough. She faltered mid-step, her arms hovering before she let them drop.Vincent’s voice cut through it. “What purpose did you come for, Mrs. Redmond?”She turned to him, startled, like she hadn’t realized he was here until he spoke. Her gaze landed on his face, held there f
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“Misha,” I murmured. “He’s not just angry. He’s… practiced.”Vincent didn’t comment. Just watched me.“He was a soldier, you know,” I continued. “Rose through ranks fast. Decorated beyond belief. A hero. Warlord. That’s what made the papers.”“So I’ve heard,” Vincent said mildly.“They said he ended the war three years ago. Or helped end it, depending who you asked. He negotiated the surrender of half a province while still in uniform. Then disappeared off the radar. Just like that. Vanished.”Vincent said nothing.“Now he’s here,” I went on. “Near you. Sitting across from your men at the dinner table. Helping with operations. Watching. Always watching.”“You think he’s here for revenge?”I glanced at him. “Isn’t he?”Vincent shrugged slightly. “Probably.”“And you’re just letting it happen?”He smiled faintly, the kind of smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “I’ve had people gunning for
Accidentally Kidnapped the Warlord and Became His Wife 122. Misha’s Lost Family
I didn’t expect to enjoy walking around the observatory, but the place had grown on me. It was tucked near the back of the estate, just past the greenhouse, quiet and half-forgotten, except for the staff who kept the exotic plants alive. The glass ceiling let in warm late-afternoon sunlight, casting long shadows from the spindly vines and wide-leafed plants that looked like they belonged in some ancient jungle.Vincent walked beside me, hands folded loosely behind his back. He looked better today, less pale and a little steadier. The walk wasn’t rushed. Neither of us were in a hurry.“These plants were all my son’s doing,” he said, glancing around. “He was obsessed with rare flora. Used to smuggle seeds from countries I wasn’t even aware existed.”I raised an eyebrow. “Illegally?”“Mostly,” he admitted, tone dry. “But he was careful about it. Did his homework. Even got a few species named after him, under a fake identity of course.”I gav
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